The Absolute3
No mind, no form, I only exist:Now ceased all will and thought.
The final end of Nature’s dance,
I am It whom I have sought.
A realm of Bliss bare, ultimate;
Beyond both knower and known:
A rest immense I enjoy at last;
I face the One alone.
I have crossed the secret ways of life,
I have become the Goal.
The Truth immutable is revealed:
I am the way, the God-Soul.
My spirit aware of all the heights,
I am mute in the core of the Sun.
I barter nothing with time and deeds;
My cosmic play is done.
MRP 105. From My Flute.↩
Sri Chinmoy, My Rose Petals, part 7, Agni Press, 1976